Several years ago I was attending a planning meeting for our county fair, which was to be held at a brand new site. There were still some pieces of tree roots up to about a foot long and as big around as one's thumb scattered across the grounds here and there. A member of the established horse world pointed out that no one with quality horses would risk injury to their horses by bringing them out into a place of such unsure footing where an injury could result at any moment.
Last night I joined four of my riders for a frozen ride in the woods in pitch darkness. We road though the cut over and cantered down the lumber paths on several Corollas and a Chincoteague/Mustang cross and Comet.
Thank God we own such scraggly horses. If we had been stuck with quality horses we would have never made it home.
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I'll take my scraggly, scrawny, worthless, mustang, pony happily through anything before I would take a upper class, well bred, fancy, horse one step. They just don't compare.
-Lydia
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